[Streamtail]

Bunnykit
- She/her, 6 moons, WC kit -

Bunbun, bounces over, eyes shining with excitement. Sure, she technically heard Crowtooth say no babies, but like, it didn't really register in her mind that she would be considered a baby. Because she's gigantic. And almost an apprentice, so does she really count? The big ball of fluff makes it's way to the tunnels quickly, a black blur to anyone who happened to look her way. Her round hues scan the area for a cool bug, squinting as they adjust to the darkness of the tunnel. That is, before she feels something drop onto her back, leading her to whirl around in surprise. Not fear. She's never been scared of a bug, that's just silly. It's a big beetle with little horns, a stag beetle. It crawls lazily up her back and settles on top of her head, making her giggle with delight. In fact, it's so cute she doesn't even want to enter it. She'll find a less cuddly bug to enter in the event, forever now her lil' buddy can just sit there on her head and enjoy the wonderful company she provides.

"Hey buddy, imma call you... uhm... uh..." Gahhh, what's a good name?

She thinks for a few more moments as she heads a bit farther into the tunnel, scanning the area for a different bug, before she exclaims in a loud voice.

"Oh! I'll name you Birt!" The bug stares at her incredulously, "Like dirt, but the 'd' is replaced with 'b', get it? Of course you do! You're a smart bug."

She nods, the newly-named Birt adjusting its position slightly as she does so, it's thin legs gripping her fur and keeping it firmly in place while she bounces around. Bunny hums cheerfully, her fluffy stump of a tail wagging behind her enthusiastically.

"Maybe if the other bug we find wins, you can be friends Birt! Then I'll have two bug pals! We could be SUCH good friends!" She exclaims, stomping her feet in excitement, "Do ya think it'll be pretty? Well, of course it could never be as cool-looking as you Birt-"

Her chatter is interrupted by a scuttling sound near the right side of the tunnel, a squeak escaping her. Again, not scared, just surprised. The older kitten crouches down to study it, Birt contentedly watching the unfolding events from his high perch. It's another beetle, this one has little antennae. A june bug. She scoops it up with a paw and allows it to scurry up to her shoulder. This is very good, she doesn't want it in her mouth. That might be gross. So with that, she swiftly exists the tunnel, a broad grin appearing against black fur.

"I'm totally gonna win!" She declares, half to the crowd gathered, half to Birt and her unnamed new friend.

If it survives then she'll name it, but for now it can go unnamed.